《Forget Me - [ j.jk ] ✔️》10
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"Finally." Jungkook says with a sigh as he instantly falls onto the your couch. You roll your eyes. "Movie?" You ask him. He looks over the couch to look at you before he repeatedly nods. You chuckle.
You go over to the living room and grab your remote for your tv and you turn it on. You go to Netflix and wonder what to watch. You pout but turn to look at jungkook.
He looks up at you before forming his lips into a straight line while moving his eyes back and forth to you and the tv. He pouts. "What?" He ask. You chuckle before throwing the control to him but it ends up hitting his chest. "Yah hey!! Have some respect for my boobs women!" You cover your mouth with your right hand trying to prevent yourself from laughing.
"Um bunny boy, your not a women." You reply. He gives you a 'are you serious' look while repeatedly blinking his eyes. "Everyone has boobs women, mine are called man boobs, have you ever heard or seen that?" He ask sarcastically. You shrug.
"You- ugh yes I have but your acting like if you were a women doey eyes, just shut up and pick something to watch you dumbo." You instantly say, he mouth opens wide offendedly.
You roll your eyes before walking away to the kitchen. "Stupid." You mumble while entering the kitchen. "HEY I HEARD THAT COLDY!" Jungkook shouts out loud. You shake your head with a smile.
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After making japchae for both you and jungkook to eat. You turn to look at jungkook to see him with arms crossed with his eyes closed while in his blue and white pajamas. You softly smile before going upstairs to your room in your closet to get a blanket.
You go back down and unfold the soft white blankets before placing the fabric onto his body, tucking him in while putting one of the sofa pillows under his head.
You slightly pull away once you finish making him comfortable. You saw that he was able to sleep comfortable and that he looked angelic.
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You bend your knees and place them onto the floor while you tuck a strand of jungkooks hair and move it to the side to take a look of his face.
He possesses low set brows, which they sit very close to his eyes. He has partial mono-lid eyes. He has a straight nose bridge and it's rounded and have a perfect proportion. His nose is somewhat little larger and because of that his face has a lot of depth and dimension. His nose is a button nose but is slightly hooked up and it's little big with a perfect bumping. You smile at this.
You look to his lips to see they were slightly thin but pink and has a small mole at the button of his lip, along with one small mole on his nose, three moles on his left side of his cheek while a mole was on his left side of his chin. How was a human being this beautiful this up close?
You felt as you wanted to trace his visuals but pull back.
What am I doing? You think to yourself as you close your eyes with a sigh.
You take one last good look of him with a soft small smile before standing up and going back to where you were sitting. You look back at jungkook at his peaceful state.
How was he able to sleep peacefully? When you on the other hand, felt as you can't sleep at all. You don't feel tired. You want to sleep. You want to dream into paradise and forget about the world around you while you let your body relax but you just didn't feel it.
You sigh while burrowing your face into your small soft hands. You turn to look behind you to see it was still raining so you smile and decide to play the guitar outside again.
You go upstairs to get your guitar and then goes back down to go outside. You open the sliding glass doors, leaving it crack open a bit before running into the rain then making it under the umbrella.
Jungkook was still sound asleep but suddenly gets awake when he hears a beautiful sad melody playing with an angelic voice singing.
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He slowly sits up while rubbing his eyes with the back his hand before slowly blinking to see amber wasn't in the living room with him. He looks down on his lap and realizes that there was a blanket on him, when he knows that he didn't sleep with one but softly chuckles as amber was the one that put the blanket on him.
He then listens to the angelic voice so he decides to follow it. Slowly and weakly, It leads him to the glass sliding doors that was cracked open. He opens it wider to see amber with her eyes closed, playing the guitar under the umbrella while singing in the rain.
"How unfair, it's just our love
Found something real that's out of touch
But if you'd searched the whole wide world
Would you dare to let it go?"
"Cause what about, what about angels?
They will come, they will go, make us special
Don't give me up
Don't give
Me up."
He stands there while staring at her as he felt his body slowing melting to her voice. He then realizes that she sings beautifully and he comes to fall in love with it. But he noticed the pain in her voice.
His mind begins to fill up with questions like what was wrong or what are her thoughts or why was there pain in her voice.
He wanted to know...but he didn't want to push it. He wanted her to fully trust him and break down her walls, willing to let him on her free will. So he sadly smiles while she continues to sing with the rain before slowly walking away, letting her be in her own world with no worries, just letting her be free.
He tiredly sits on the couch and lays back down, putting himself under the soft blanket that he was given to borrow. He looks up at the ceiling in the living room with a sad smile placed on his lips.
He hears her faded voice but slowly relaxes and falls asleep with the sound of her angelic voice.
Once you were done with the song, you stare out of your backyard and watch the rain pour down from the sky and land onto the ground. You inhale a breath before exhaling it out.
A small smile is placed onto your lips as you enjoy the fresh air that the rain provides and you'll continue to appreciate the rain even if it reminds you a bad memory.
You decide it was late so you stand up and get your guitar before running under the rain to the glass sliding doors. You lock it behind you as a sigh leaves your lips as you were welcomed with quietness.
You turn to look at jungkook as he was still asleep but cuddle up with the blanket. You smile before going pass by him and going to your room to put your guitar up.
You gather your headphones and blanket then going back downstairs to the living room. You sit on the couch you were sitting on a few minutes ago and cover yourself up with your blanket.
You connect your headphones to your phone that was beside you on the nightstand you had in the living room. You turn on your phone and unlock it then going to your music app to your playlist.
Once your ears were met with beautiful melodies and voices, you turn off your phone before staring out to your living room. You lean your head against the couch but turn your head to look at jungkook.
How can he sleep so peacefully? You don't feel one ounce of tiredness but you close your eyes, forcing yourself to try to sleep while beautiful tunes play.
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Hmmm...do I see amber going soft on bunny boy.?🤔
Lol, well what do you think about this chapter and I hope you guys will enjoy it. <3 :)
I'll update soon since I'll be busy for the next few days but I'll still write to update for you guys. :)
Thank you loves for reading and stay safe. <3
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